My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Half-Dry

When she emerged, I was already very late, and she had yet to treat Joseph that day.

Lucille got changed. Her hair was only half-dry when she made her way to Joseph's room with her tools in

hand.

Knock, knock, knock.

She knocked on the door.

There was a meow from behind the door, and the little cat began to claw at the door anxiously.

A few seconds later, the door was opened from the inside.

The little cat jumped into Lucille's arms and acted like a spoiled child.

w, meow.

Meow, meow meow.

"Good boy." Lucille stroked the kitten's chin and then looked at Joseph. Calmly and directly, she ordered, Take off your clothes."

serious gaze as if she was supervising him, the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile. "Bobo, if you were to say that under different circumstances, that would be

that because of you, Mr.

lashed out

took off his shirt and

and washed her hands. Then, she

jumped to the side and watched them quietly and

lasted for 40 minutes. At the end of it, Lucille was exhausted. Not only was she exhausted, but she had also used up too much energy today. Her

her tools and was about to walk out, the little cat wanted her to pet it, so

step on it, Lucille hurriedly dodged to the side. However, when she did so, she did not notice that there was a decoration hanging on the wall. She hit it with a bang, causing her to see stars. The room

wrapped his arm around Lucille's waist, preventing her from

even hit her head. Even the way she gazed at

"Your pot."

see. Don't move. Let me have a look" Joseph frowned. He pushed away

her. He found that her forehead was

relief and murmured, "I'll take responsibility,

Hall Of

about to leave when she was suddenly lifted into

took another look and saw that she had been

are you doing?"

"I'll carry you back."

chuckle, he